I stand here in deep inspection , wondering if I would ever survive. I stand loafing between life and demise and in my heart the many secrets to unfold to the young priest of my rejuvenation. In my soul are numerous confessions that plague me since time immemorial . In my heart the very words I will never be able to utter or forget. On my mouth utterances of "I wanna touch his black silky hair again in the state of it's total adorable mess, and God, I want to pretend I never lost subtle gazes of his magnanimous Jadeite eyes . I wanna rumble every lock and kiss it and pretend I'm strong like I used to be, I just wish to scream it out loud -yea the three silly words of I love you like hell."
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RomantikWinner of September 2017 The Flower's Awards in Romance . I become more and more determined to free myself from all limiting pressures.... To write .. To resolve to live life to the fullest , and vow not to be constrained by boundaries.. I will love...
